Chapter 919 Injuries Are No Small Matter
As Lyra was taking the dish out of the pot, she accidentally burned her hand and let out a hiss.
She set the dish down.
"What happened? Did you hurt your hand?" Jeffery walked over, his gaze falling on the dish, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Lyra hid her hand behind her back. "It's just a small burn. I'll run it under some cold water, and it'll be fine."
But Jeffery was insistent. "Let me see."
Though reluctant, Lyra hesitantly extended her hand.
Lyra's skin was quite sensitive.
This meant that any injury, no matter how small, was hard to hide.
Seeing her reddened fingers, Jeffery's expression darkened, his lips pressed into a thin line, a chill emanating from him.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it. I thought it was no big deal, so I…"
Jeffery took her hand, turned on the faucet, and held her hand under the cold water. "Any injury is a big deal. You're a doctor; don't you know that?"
Lyra felt a wave of guilt, but beneath his cool words, she could sense his concern.
So, her guilt quickly turned into a warm feeling that spread through her chest, and she couldn't help but smile a little.
Jeffery turned his head just in time to catch her smile.
Startled, Lyra quickly pulled her hand back and looked down. "Thank you."
It was as if she were trying to escape.
She hurriedly put on oven mittens, picked up the dish, and carried it to the living room.
Under Jeffery's dark lashes, his eyes fixed on his fingertips, as if he could still feel the lingering warmth, a sensation that made him yearn.
Thinking about it, he felt his heart warm up.
But Jeffery didn't like feeling out of control.
He put his hand under the faucet, just like he had done for Lyra, and let the water run over it until the warmth was gone.
Yet, he felt a sense of loss.
Maybe it was the bad mood in the kitchen, but when Jeffery came out, his expression hadn't softened.
Lyra thought he was still angry about earlier. "I know I was wrong. It won't happen again. Do you want to sit down and try this dish?"
In front of her was a plate of pan-fried sea bass. Jeffery looked at it, and memories of them making the dish together flashed through his mind.
The awkwardness and coldness in his eyes melted away instantly, and he sat down.
After taking a bite, Lyra asked expectantly, "How is it? Does it taste good?"
Her anticipation was mixed with a bit of nervousness.
Although she had always been confident in her cooking, she wasn't sure if her food would suit Jeffery's taste.
Jeffery noticed the changes in her expression.
"Yeah, it's good. You should try it." He nodded slightly and, almost instinctively, reached out with his utensils to give her a bite.
As soon as he did that, both of them froze.
Jeffery lowered his eyes, lost in thought. What should have been a simple meal now carried an inexplicable atmosphere.
Sharing a meal was quite an intimate thing, especially when it was just the two of them; only the closest people would do this.
Lyra focused on her food, trying to calm her emotions.
They both chose to ignore it.
The next day, Lyra reported to her new hospital.
Since Jeffery had recommended her, the hospital director personally came to meet her.
"I didn't expect you to come in person. Is she that important?" The director joked.
It was just a casual remark, but Jeffery nodded. "Yes, she's very important. As I mentioned on the phone, she's a very talented junior but had to leave her previous hospital due to unavoidable circumstances."
"Now that she's here, I hope your hospital will treat her well."
Jeffery was very serious.
The director was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
Their conversation went smoothly, and soon, Lyra's new job was settled. However, she didn't feel as happy as she thought she would.
Her mind was stuck on Jeffery's casual remark.
Junior?
So, in his eyes, she was just a junior…
It made sense. They didn't have any special relationship. He had only brought her along because he saw potential in her. All the help he had given her was just because she was his junior.
He was just fulfilling his duty as a director.
Now that Jeffery was no longer her director, did that mean their last connection was gone?
The excitement of starting at the new hospital was quickly doused, leaving Lyra feeling cold from head to toe.
Jeffery had his own matters to attend to.
After bringing Lyra to the hospital, he had to return to Willow Creek.
Lyra went to see him off.
Before he left, she couldn't hold back any longer. "Can I still contact you in the future?"
Seeing Jeffery pause, Lyra quickly explained, "I'm afraid I won't adapt well to the new place. If I encounter any academic problems, I won't have anyone to ask, so…"
"Of course." Afraid she hadn't heard him, Jeffery repeated, "You can call me anytime you want."
He pointed to his phone.
Lyra's heart settled, and she couldn't help but smile as she watched the black Bentley drive away.
Afterward, someone showed Lyra around the new hospital. The director didn't rush to give her heavy tasks, just letting her start with consultations.
"Just be a consulting doctor for now. The hospital's current research projects can't include newcomers, and surgeries are already covered by other doctors," the director said apologetically.
Lyra understood.
After all, she was joining mid-term, like a transfer student. She needed to adapt first.
"It's okay, Director. I can wait. Assign me work when you think it's appropriate."
"Good, good. Just as Mr. Gray said." The director admired her good temperament and genuinely liked Lyra.
He had worried that if Lyra didn't accept, it would be hard to explain to Jeffery.
But she was easy to talk to.
Initially, he had accepted her because of Jeffery, but now he saw her potential.
Lyra smiled and left the director's office, heading to her assigned consultation room.
It was a simple office.
There was nothing there yet, and the desk and windowsill were bare.
Lyra took out her cup from the box, a cute white porcelain cup with a cartoon dog doing the splits, and looked at the windowsill, opening the window to let in some air.
"There's a flower shop not far from home. Maybe I'll buy a plant to keep here," she murmured.
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